GOODNIGHTS by Russ McKay
Posted on May 16, 2012
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Every night at bedtime
After my prayers are said
I say goodnight to all the things
On and near my bed
Goodnight Mr. Teddy Bear
And Mr. Panda too
And Goodnight Dolly Polly
I bid sweet dreams to you
And then Goodnight to Mom or Dad
Who came to tuck me in
And a last Goodnight to my favorite pet
My Cocker Spaniel Ben
And then they turn my light out
And my room goes black
I say Goodnight just one more time
And hope no one answers back!
SOCCER by Russ McKay
Posted on May 6, 2012
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“Get ready Jimmy you’re going along
With your sister Beth to soccer, Dear”
“I’m ready Mom but must we go that far
Would it be Ok if I just sock her here?
CLEAN PLATE CLUB by Russ McKay
Posted on May 3, 2012
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Mom makes me clean my plate
Of foods at dinner that don’t taste great
I wish foods tasted like dessert
Instead of beets that taste like dirt!
Everyone says Mom cooks good
But I don’t like her choice of food
Like Broccoli and Brussels sprouts
I can easily do without
I tried to get some smaller portions
But she gave me some conditions
I have to eat all five food groups
But some of those just taste like goop
I push the stuff around my plate
The outside edge are the foods I hate
I could easily finish dinner
If I only had to eat the center
FOREIGN LANGUAGE by Russ McKay
Posted on April 20, 2012
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I’d like to learn the language
Of some foreign land
Then I could talk to all those people
And they would understand
Yes I would like to learn a language
That I could speak, know how it’s written
I think I’ll start with the one I heard
Those people speaking in Great Britain!
KING DUMB by Russ McKay
Posted on April 13, 2012
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Once upon a time there was a King
Who didn’t seem to know anything
He was thought by some
To be very dumb
He never would talk but he did sing
Well one day a little boy
Asked the King if he’d like a toy
The King nodded his head
And still nothing was said
By the way the child’s name was Roy
Roy and the King’s friendship was true
Of the friendship soon everyone knew
And though in the castle…some
Still thought the King Dumb
Roy said “After all…he’s only two!”
A TALL OAK TREE I’LL ALWAYS BE by Russ McKay
Posted on April 9, 2012
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I am a great big Oak tree
And I’ve been here for years
The children play around me
They shout and yell their cheers
I love it when the Spring comes
And my leaves just start to pop
But my secret wish is
I wish that I could hop!
Oh I’d jump around the grassy slope
I’d run through underbrush
And sometimes I’d just walk slowly
I’d not be in a rush
I’d be careful not to step
On tiny living things
And I’d only go where I could get
My limbs through openings
But my feet are way below the ground
Attached to roots real deep
I need them all to stand so tall
Especially on a hill so steep
‘though it gets kinda boring
Always standing here
I guess it’s what I have to do
Year after year after year
I know that I will never be
Free to run around
But Gee, I’d be so happy
If I could just sit down
THE EASTER BUNNY FABLE by Russ McKay
Posted on March 23, 2012
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So many years ago before any of us were born
A happy hen chose to give her eggs away…on an Easter morn
There were many many children living in her town
And she sought to see them smiling instead of see them frown
She dyed her eggs in colors so that she could keep account
Of which child had received an egg and too… which child had not
When other hens heard about her plan they decided to chip in
So in that henhouse on that day a tradition would begin
But it is a law of nature…chickens aren’t real wise
A hen is brighter than a rooster..but they never tell the “guys”
Anyway slow hens aren’t fast enough to deliver eggs in time
So they sought the help of other animals…at least so goes this rhyme
They couldn’t ask the fox…his tastes were much too fowl
And they couldn’t ask the sparrow, or the robin or the owl
They needed something fast and able to hide eggs by the dozens
Then Mr. Bunny hopped by their house on his way to see his cousins
The hens all cackled at him as he passed their way
“Oh Mr. Bunny we need your help…won’t you stop and stay?”
“Well I can’t stay too long…I’m running very late!”
“What was it that you need from me?” He asked coming through the gate
As the hens explained their plan to him he twitched his nose and thought
“I suppose I COULD help you hens…but I NEVER can get caught!”
“In my hiding plan I must be quick and I MUST be very clever”
“I don’t want to be part of Easter dinner…colored eggs and Hasenpfeffer!”
And so the legend began that year and has continued to this day
But there are those who doubt it and loudly they shout “Nay!”
There have been many hens…many bunnies…and many children too
And did this fable really happen?…Well…I’ll leave that up to you!
THE LOST EASTER EGG by Russ McKay
Posted on March 8, 2012
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The day started out real nice
I was happy fresh and new
Brightly colored on my shell
That boiling thing was through
I was resting in a basket
With other eggs so fancy
We were placed there very carefully
By our 8 year old named Nancy
We jiggled ’round as we took a ride
To the grassy park in town
Then we each in turn were gently placed
And hidden on the ground
It was very hard to see beyond
Those real high blades of grass
But I felt very comfortable
As the time did pass
Then I heard the squealing children
Getting closer to my place
I saw as some went by me
I even saw their face
But they all passed and let me be
Maybe I’m too small
I have no arms to part the grass
No feet to help stand tall
Then the noises became distant
And soon no more were heard
“Hey anyone… Please find me!”
But I couldn’t speak a word
There was nothing I could do
To make myself be seen
And although I was brightly dyed
I was hidden by grass green
The sun went down and it got cold
And it was growing dark
The happy kids had long since gone
And left me in the park
All the other eggs were warm and safe
And happy they were found I bet
They were comfortable in their new homes
Being treated like a pet
But as I fought to stay upbeat
And pretend I’m in my bed
I spied a pair of familiar feet
“There you are!” my Nancy said
She picked me up and rescued me
She warmed me with her hand
She carried me back home with her
And put me on a stand
“I’m so glad that you weren’t found”
As she smiled and looked at me
‘Cause you’re my favorite one of all
The Easter eggs I see!”
I’ve got a place of honor
On the center shelf
We’re both happy that I wasn’t found
Nancy and myself
THE SELFISH SHELLFISH by Russ McKay
Posted on February 12, 2012
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Sam the shellfish was quite selfish
As all the denizens of the small bay knew
He wasn’t mean
As it would seem
But he didn’t care to share with you
And as all of his sea neighbors could see
Sam was a bit short of generosity
He kind of kept to himself
Operated in stealth
‘Though he didn’t exhibit pomposity
Then one day our selfish shellfish
Met a cute shrimp named Sue
Sue offered Sam needed help
Showed him how to hide in the kelp
Protecting all his possessions from view
Then Sam’s attitude changed
Got rearranged after that day when…
Sam shared his plankton
Sue gratefully thanked him
And Sam the selfish shellfish was never selfish again
LIVING IN A SHOE by Russ McKay
Posted on February 1, 2012
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There once was a family named Bleeker
All six of them lived in a sneaker
It was a giant size
And their home they did prize
But when it rained it was a leaker
When they bought it they got a good deal
But the problems they had were quite real
When the rain started in
“Let the mopping begin!”
Mrs. Bleeker would yell from the heel
The kids thought the house was real neat
Living there was a real feat
The roof had this big hole
Staying dry the main goal
They would never give up in defeat
In summer the sneaker got hot
Air conditioning they had not!
And you couldn’t go
Down into the toe
That room smelled bad as it got!
When the Bleekers grew up, moved away
The sneaker began to decay
It was torn down
And they built on that ground
A new high heeled pump that was gray!
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